Almost One Ago

Blood has been spilled Wounds cry out Relief is never found Men inside shallow graves Deaf to any sound Burning flames lick the wounds Many among the dead Troops of headless soldiers Laying all around Those among the living Cry out for some relief Tortured all in hiding From fear they run, none free Help arrives for no one Like from the pit of hell Riddled with the shrapnel Weapons deemed to kill For those among survivors There is no place to dwell The life once lived and once enjoyed Forever gone, farewell Picking up the pieces to start life a new For these it’s not an option Peace for them is thru Only hope that does remain If death will be their friend Ending pain and suffering There is no God for them What a way to live a life What a way to go Living in the town Called Almost Once Ago